The Booty Queens vs The SWAT Cats (c) - Smother Supremacy

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It spoke to the bond and mutual respect between Queen Cake and The Circus Cat that Jasmine could seek Tracy's blessing for her new "Dommy Mommy Jasmine" moniker. After all, who better to endorse such a title than Mama Tracy Canon, herself?! Not just because Tracy was one of the foundational LAW wrestlers with her own brand of "Mommy" energy, but also because of the bond the two of them shared and fostered throughout this contest!

Even if it took the very last bit of energy the luchadora had, Jasmine earned the nickname! And by imposing her Queenly wrestling and striking skill all over Tracy in a very commanding fashion, Queen Cake also earned herself a very delirious and borderline unconscious SWAT Cat! Much like Tracy, Jasmine had a habit of letting herself get caught up in the moment and in her feelings. The fans and the commentators remarked on how cute it was to see the queenly vixen gush over the thought of carrying on her quest to make human thrones out of those she smothered under the new and alluring banner of "Dommy Mommy Jasmine"! It wasn't until Jasmine instinctively let go of Tracy's legs to emote and express herself that it occurred to her to check back on the state of the luchadora she was utterly squashing at this point!

"....." The only sound that came from Tracy's limp, curvy, KO'd form was the sound of her legs hitting the thin mats at ringside, alerting Dommy Mommy Jasmine to the fact that she had The Circus Cat on a silver platter here! That the tag gold was just heartbeats away from the Queens' grasp!

Jasmine got up, relieving the tension and the pressure she was putting in Tracy's masked head with her big, thicc rear! She called out to Canon, but of course, there was no response from Tracy! There was a range of reactions from the fans, of course! Seeing perhaps LAW's most iconic tag team at the end of their rope and at the end of their tag title run! Queen Cake didn't even mean to knock Tracy out at this point! Tracy had simply endured too much!

Aurora's grip in her shared embrace with Melony tightened inadvertently! Kat put her headset down at the commentary team's desk. This match was over. At this point, The SWAT Cats were lucky the official didn't put an end to his contest via referee stoppage!

But the coup de grace had yet to come! A smother match needed to end with a smother hold, after all! And who would be more keenly aware of that then the Sovereign Rulers of Smothering, themselves?!

"Mmm...blepghff" Delirious, unintelligible noises left the luchadora's lips when Jasmine shook her awake.

Tracy's eyes fluttered for a moment. There was no cognizance behind her eyes, no perception of what was going on in the world around her! The Tracy everyone knew would normally show all sorts of life and resistance in this type of situation! But when Jasmine shushed her and put her dainty finger on The SWAT Cat's lips, Tracy complied! Her lips curled into a tiny smile. She closed her eyes. Even when Jasmine spoke in a sultry, sexy tone and rubbed in the fact that she joined the short, exclusive list of LAW wrestlers that KO'd The Circus Cat, Tracy remained silent and coddled like a good girl for Dommy Mommy!

What came next would come as a shock for everyone following along with the match! Maybe even to Melony Peaches! Jasmine stood proudly and announced that we were all in the precipice of perhaps even more greatness and more developments in the wrestling world than we all realized! For not only were we seeing the birth of Dommy Mommy Jasmine! Not only were we about to see the beginning of a new era in tag team wrestling under The Booty Queens! But we were also witnessing the beginning of the Kiss My Cake Kingdom!

The finer points of the kingdom were to be revealed later on sometime after this match. But what we knew for sure right her and right now was that Queen Jasmine C. Cake was about to make a royal subject out of Circus Cat Tracy Canon! Jasmine would induct Tracy as an official citizen of her domain in the most Jasmine way possible! By making Tracy kiss her bomb booty before smothering her to sleep on live television in the middle of the most important match of the luchadora's career!

Jasmine produced a stick of lipstick from deep between her voluminous bosom! She casually walked over to Tracy and generously applied the orange lipstick to The Circus Cat's lips!

The scene that ensued was quite sensual! Tracy's eyes were only half open. Her mouth opened just enough to see her front teeth whilst Jasmine held her head. This shot and angle of Tracy's face was perhaps the most submissive she had ever looked in a match or anywhere! Jasmine got her all dolled up and ready for what was to come!

"Mph...mfnf..." Tracy was still completely out of it! Her unintelligible dribble became muffled underneath Jasmine's monumental booty as The Mighty Monarch got low to squat right above the luchadora's face!

Jasmine skillfully reached behind and pulled Tracy's face closer to her bum as she hovered, forcing Tracy to kiss her backside, formally taking Tracy in as a subject and as a member of the KMCK! And to the tune of much applause from the fans throughout the arena! Something that Tracy would smile and blush about later on once she watched the match back and later and realized all that had happened! For now, though, The Circus Cat was a sitting duck, primed and ready for Jasmine to put her away!

After the induction ceremony of sorts finally wrapped up and the applause died down, Jasmine called for the finale! Another signature move in Jasmine's arsenal (miraculously, despite the absolute drubbing she was putting Tracy through, she had yet to use all of them!). A finishing smother hold that she dubbed her Chocolate Chamber!

Sporting her brand new orange kiss mark from Tracy on her backside, The Queen once again took control! Jasmine was able to manipulate a ragdoll Tracy with tremendous ease! She carried herself with a level of confidence, poise, and class that communicated her love and respect for her opponents as well as her desire to win in style! She carried herself like a royal that had graduated from princess to queen! As she secured Tracy's wrists and set her up for the move, Jasmine carried herself like a woman who had a match to win!

"......" After being yanked up off the floor, Tracy sat on her heels in a kneeling position! She was listless and vulnerable before the night of Jasmine's dark, plump backside! The luchadora was made to kneel to the rear that was just moments away from smothering the titles away from her team!

This time, Jasmine didn't just her attack, she full-on narrated the closing moments of this match! And she did so in a boastful, confident way that only she could!

Jasmine declared that Tracy was about to be done in by LAW's Best Booty! She pulled Tracy's wrists forward to force the luchadora's masked face between her ginormous glutes! Jasmine reveled in the moment! The Queen screamed her excitement to the heavens and vibrated her hips in a way that only wedged Tracy's face deeper between her cheeks! It was all too clear just how much pleasure Jasmine derived from this moment! Despite the peaks and valleys both teams experienced during this epic title match, these final moments must have been a fever dream for the challengers, particularly for Jasmine! Tracy was out right away! The Circus Cat put up no resistance, no fight! A mix of cheers and shocks ran through the arena as this formality of a smother was ridden out by Jasmine for all it was worth! Jasmine enjoyed it so immensely that it took nearly a minute or so for the referee to peer her head between the ropes from inside the ring and speak up! But what the striped shirt girl calling the match had to say came as a complete shock!

"U-um....e-excuse me?" The petite ref raised her index finger.

"Miss....err...Queen Cake.....you've got to do that inside the ring. Inside. Not at ringside...." She said nervously. A brief, almost deadpan silence followed for just a couple seconds before she continued.

"I meant to bring it up earlier....but you looked like you were having so much fun...."

"Phew!" A knowing sigh left Aurora's lips as she brought her hand to her chest.

Of course, there they were again. Those darned technicalities! And the very last bastion of hope for a very passed-out Tracy at the moment!

"I'm sorry I didn't mention it earlier." Estrella turned toward Melony's and Jasmine's general direction, though she avoided the contact and blushed.

Of course, this was something The SWAT Cats were keenly aware of the entire time. They were tried and true pro wrestling enthusiasts and the end of the day. Each member of the masked cat trio had seen their fair share of an array of different match stipulations, smother included. But the age-old adage always rang out in their minds. One of the basic tenets of wrestling "You can win your matches INSIDE the ring" and that extended to Smother Tag Elimination Matches for the LAW World Tag Team Championships!!!!

The crowd was working overtime tonight when it came to riding this emotional roller coaster! Especially in light of the ref's call here! It seemed that the formality of smothering Tracy out would need a repeat performance, this time in the middle of the ring if Jasmine wanted to close this thing out for real and become a champion alongside her fellow smother Queen!

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While Jasmine was squashing the mess outta poor Tracy, Melony had been gently cuddling Aurora on the ring apron. Out of consideration for the Galaxy Cat, Melony supported Jasmine without outwardly showing too much excitement at total beatdown leading to SWAT Cats' seemingly inevitable defeat. That being said, Tracy first suffered a K.O from Jasmine's ButtCrush Crab. And while Aurora's grip in their embrace tightened with dismay, Melony's stimontoeusly tightened with excitement. Despite attempting to keep her expression at least somewhat neutral, her pink pupils glistened with exhilaration! Becoming tag champions with Jasmine was closer than ever, even if Melony knew good and well Jazzy would only finish things with a more explicit smother hold!

But what Melony didn't know, was that Jasmine would also introduce and make Tracy the first official member of her Kiss My Cake Kingdom! Jasmine of course had pitched the thought of the KMCK to Melony in the past. With the queen of Nectarine Nation humoring and entertaining the idea, after having Jasmine promise to conduct her KMCK affairs with a degree of tact. But Jasmine hadn't told Melony she planned to introduce the Kingdom in this match, because Jasmine hadn't "planned" it at all. Rather, as with many decisions Jasmine made, the Mighty Monarch had just opted to follow her heart and do this on a whim!

Melony was afraid that Tracy (and perhaps the SWAT Cats in general) would take offense to this. But surprisingly, Tracy was void of defiance! The Circus Cat was either just too tired, genuinely submissive to Jasmine's powerful Dommy Mommy aura, or likely both! Whatever the reason, Jasmine relished in it! And when the time came for Jasmine's Chocolate Chamber, Melony opted to embrace her joy, thinking it only proper for her to cheer on her best friend's finishing move! "Woooo! Way-to-go Jazzy! Do both of our nations proud!" Melony chipred, waving with one hand, while keeping Aurora cuddled in the other!

Jasmine's tongue hung out as she let out a very gleeful and aroused sigh, upon feeling Tracy quickly pass out between her beautiful butt-cheeks. But she'd enjoy the feeling of the smother a little while longer, waiting for the referee to call it off and declare Tracy eliminated. However, when the ref eventually spoke up, she actually had something else to say! This smother K.O wouldn't count as an official elimination, unless Jasmine did so INSIDE the ring!

Jasmine starred at the ref with a blank expression, blinking a few times as she did so. She instinctively released her grip on Tracy's wrists. But thanks to how deep the cat's face had been wedged between those glutes, there was a delay in the time it took for gravity to take over, allowing Tracy's body to eventually pop out of those extra thicc cheeks. After Tracy hit the floor, Jasmine would speak up. "You've gotta be fudging kidding me..." Jasmine grumbled.

"Shoot! HOW...could that slip my mind...?" Melony said as she facepalmed, before Aurora apologized for not saying anything sooner. "No worries. Given the circumstances, it makes perfect sense you Cats would opt to passively exploit our ignorance, since it gives you more hope that your team will retain." Melony sighed in a blunt yet sincere tone. Jasmine narrowed her eyes at Aurora for a moment, but her expression softened when the Galaxy Cat blushed and avoided eye contact. Jasmine herself let out an empathetic sigh, understanding where the SWAT Cats were coming from.

As champions, it would have been extremely upright of them to remind their challengers of this technicality, especially when it became clear Jasmine was committed to besting Tracy right where they were. But not doing so was certainly forgivable. And ultimately, both Booty Queens decided to take responsibility for failing to keep this rule in mind. That didn't mean Queen Cake wouldn't protest at all though! She just opted to direct her annoyance towards the referee instead of Aurora. "YEAH. I RECALL THAT NOW. BUT LIKE. DOES THAT REALLY MATTER. LIKE. AT ALL?" Jasmine grumbled, prompting Melony to speak up.

"Umm... Jazzy. Perhaps it would be best to just comply, and quickly end this with a simple facesit in the ring. You know, before Tracy wakes up again..." Queen Peaches suggested, with a tone of mild concern in her voice. Despite Tracy's beaten, battered, and unconscious state, Melony was still cautious by nature. "Wakes up and does WHAT exactly?" Jasmine asked, before raising and kissing one of her impressive biceps. "Mwah!~" She literally flexed over the Circus Cat's limp, lifeless frame! "Trace IS a BOSS, yes. But THIS final boss has run out of HP!"

"...Well, I suppose you got me there. Haha. Now that I really think about it, even IF Tracy wakes up, she'd still need to be able to FIGHT. And even IF she's able to fight, she'd still need to be able to DEFEAT YOU. And you clearly have plenty of energy left to boot. When broken down like that, a comeback for Ms. Canon does get increasingly more improbable. Borderline impossible, EVEN when factoring how tough the SWAT Cats are into the equation..." Melony pondered, getting lost in her analysis for a moment, before remembering Aurora was still in her embrace. "OH...! No offense 'Rora..." Melony blushed, inadvertently mirroring Aurora's sheepish behavior before.

"EXACTLY! Don't you worry, Mel Mel. TRACY IS COOKED. FOLDED. PACKED UP. BODIED." Jasmine boasted, as she reached down grab to Tracy's body and effortlessly lift her up. The Caked-Up Queen carried Tracy over her strong and well-toned shoulder, in a way that left the Cat's big, pale, plump booty sticking up. "And best of all, she is MINE! She's my subject now! I'M HER QUEEN! She's my sub now! I'M HER DOMMY MOMMY! I whupped her butt! SO EVEN HER AWESOME BOOTAY IS MY PROPERTY NOW!" To emphasize her point, Jasmine would caress Tracy's backside, before giving it a good spank! "That means I can afford to still win this match and make us champions in STYLE!"

Jasmine would then address the fans in the crowd once again! She absolutely adored interacting with them! "Okay everyone! WHOEVER CAME UP WITH THAT STUPID STIPULATION IS AS BIG OF A SQUARE AS THE WRESTLING RING THAT I'M APPARENTLY REQUIRED TO WIN IN!" Jasmine paused for a moment, when much of the audience laughed at her quip. "Thank you! You're too kind! BUT AT LEAST THAT MEANS YOU GUYS GET TO SEE AN ENCORE PERFORMANCE! PERHAPS A CLASSIC YET MAGNIFICENT BONZAI DROP INTO FACESIT THIS TIME!"

After hyping up the crowd once more, Jasmine ambled to the ring, shaking her wide hips and big booty from side-to-side! Once she had carried Tracy there, she'd use her strength to throw the Circus Cat under the bottom ropes with ease, right in front of the closest turnbuckle. The royal took her time climbing up the ring apron and ring ropes, before reaching the top of said turnbuckle. She was absolutely certain she had this in the bag!

Soon, Jasmine was in Bonzai Drop position. Her hands gripping the top ropes. Her feet firmly on the middle ropes. And her devastating derriere sticking out towards Tracy, casting a gigantic butt-shaped shadow over her downed body! The Booty Bomber would reach back to spank in her own bum once, before quickly shaking it left and right. Both actions caused her meaty hams to jiggle in a threatenly sexy way! Aiming for Tracy's face, Jasmine would attempt to preform the Bonzai Drop, with the intention of it immediately leading to a facesitting and official smother elimination!

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It was extremely rare to see a champion at LAW utterly dominated like this the way Jasmine was dominating Tracy! And it was just as rare to see Mama Tracy worked over like this into an unconscious state of submissiveness! The SWAT Cats touted themselves as the very best in tag teams and stables all around the world of wrestling. And The Booty Queens had completely dismantled them many times over throughout this instant classic of a match! So much so that the very last hurdle standing between The Monarchs and the tag titles wasn't even the champions themselves, but a single rule that applied to most matches in the squared circle. The rule that dictated that (most) matches could only be won in the actual wrestling ring!

"...." Tracy's wrists fell to the ringside floor with a loud, unanswered plop in the wake of the sudden realization Jasmine was given by the official calling the match! What was once the sexy sight of Jasmine smothering Tracy in her Chocolate Chamber, tongue lolled out with her face twisted into a euphoric, orgasmic expression was now the deadpan, thousand-yard stare of a woman scorned!

The delay between Jasmine releasing Tracy's wrists and Tracy's limp, curvy form hitting the floor spoke to her how deeply and completely Queen Cake had been smothering whatever was left of the luchadora! Rules were rules, of course. But at this point, the atmosphere and air surrounding the match made it feel much less like a rule and much more like a trivial formality. It was as if Jasmine had signed the wrong line on a contract. With the state Tracy was in, the act of hauling The Circus Cat back into the ring and smothering her to finish her off read much more like a quick task than the closing sequence of a massive title match! Jasmine certainly has her misgivings, but as she and Melony reasoned, nothing Tracy could do at this point would change the outcome of the match! Jasmine had well and truly conquered The Circus Cat, inducting her into the Kiss My Cake Kingdom and discovering her Dommy Mommy Jasmine persona all the while! There was only one thing left to do for The Booty Queens to walk out with tag gold here!

"No, no! It's okay Mel!" Aurora responded to Melony.

"I....I think it's impossible, too. But I won't give up on Tracy! I won't give up on this team! Not until the closing bell!" Estrella balled her fist against her chest and pushed off of the ring apron where she and Peaches were sitting.

"Tracy, our bag of tricks is now officially barren. If there is a single stubborn bone left in that battered body of yours, please wake up!" Aurora called out to her partner! But there was no response from The Circus Cat! Not even when Jasmine kissed her bicep and posed over for the defeated luchadora!

Strong Dommy Mommy Jasmine effortlessly collected the masked redhead from the ringside floor! Jasmine boasted about her conquest and her imminent victory. And the more The Chrysanthemum Monarch began to feel herself, the more the crowd was feeling her!

"Man, all that really stings to hear." Kat had made her way back to the scene. The Super Kitty finished walking down the entrance ramp and joined Melony and Aurora at ringside! It seemed that Kat abandoned her headset at the commentary desk and walked down to ringside to see the end of this match up close.

"And it'll hurt Trace even more after this is all over. It'll hurt to admit Jasmine is right." Kat finished with a bittersweet time in her voice. Tracy was indeed folded, packed up, cooked, and bodied. The Queens knew that and so did everyone else watching. Still, Kat looked at Aurora.

"Hey, we had an amazing run! Let's cheer Trace on till the end of it, yeah?" Kat smiled at The Galaxy Cat. Aurora wiped away a tear from her eye and then nodded as Jasmine called for the end of this match!

"Oooo....." A small, faint coo escaped the passed-out Tracy's lips as when Jasmine held her over her shoulder and gave her big, pale, rump a good spank!

The fans were happy to join Jasmine in celebrating the upcoming encore performance in the ring! Kat and Aurora looked on from ringside! Both cat luchadora's banged the apron or the ring over and over again to try and will Tracy back into this somehow some way! Kat and Aurora pounded the ring apron in a rhythm! Their masked faces visible from beyond the bottom rope! Their expressions were full of concern and worry! Many fans began to clap to the same rhythm they started up! But as others rallied behind Jasmine and The Booty Queens, as Jasmine rolled Tracy into position for the Bonzai Drop inside the ring before heading for the turnbuckles, there were sadly no signs of life from the famed Mama Tracy Canon!

"......" Tracy's expression remained dazed as the shadow of Jasmine's big, bomb, queenly cake cast over a waiting, almost wanting, vulnerable Tracy! Tracy had the same look on her face as she did when Jasmine applied the orange lipstick earlier! The odd speckle of orange still adorned her cheek as Jasmine got ready to end it!

From Tracy's perspective, she had been flittering in and out of consciousness since the middle of Jasmine's Punch Party! She could only perceive and remember flashes of the last ten minutes or so! The potent uppercuts that floored her many times over, the act of Queen Jasmine crowning herself "Dommy Mommy Jasmine" while literally sitting on her and working her one in The Buttcrush Crab. The spank that Jasmine gave her whole carrying Tracy over her shoulder and caressing her bum seemed like it might have jolted a little bit of life back into the curvy, KO'd luchadora, but Tracy was still laying there still! From Tracy's point of view, everything after the Bomb Cake Bash was really just kind of a haze at this point. But as Jasmine's booty rippled with the force of her own spanks, as the metaphorical guillotine hung over Tracy and The SWAT Cats, threatening to end their title run in the single most decisive loss of their careers, something clicked!

"?!?!"

Perhaps it was the bond Jasmine and Tracy had forged over the course of this match. Perhaps years of channeling a cat gimmick brought Tracy some sense of alertness when she was on the brink of defeat. Perhaps it was just coincidence - dumb, blind luck! But as Jasmine spanked her own backside, calling for the big Bonzai Drop into Facesit, spurring the crowd on, garnering cheers! As she spanked her own backside, Tracy's finger twitched!

All at once, the crowd's cheers, Aurora and Kat's pounding, the shadow of the colossal booty that hung over her, all at once these sights and sounds flooded Tracy's senses! The next sight or sound from Jasmine before the Bonzai Drop, the next spank, the next word would be the only cue Tracy needed to know exactly what she was going to do next!

If such stimulus came from her opponent, Tracy's body would move seemingly on its own! The Circus Cat was nothing if not speedy and acrobatic! She was covered in bruises! Her pride was bruised worse! Even Tracy didn't know how she would push herself to move with such speed and such urgency! But if she got the telegraph she needed, there would be no wasted motion from The Circus Cat!

"Hey, Jazzy~!" Tracy would purr in a sultry, low tone as she slipped between Jasmine's straddled, open legs and climbed the turnbuckles! In less than two to three seconds, Tracy would go from a supine position near the corner to standing with one foot on the middle turnbuckle and one foot on the top turnbuckle! Tracy would curl her arm underneath Jasmine's head! Her flexed bicep under the Queen's chin! Her forearm and bicep framing the Queen's face like the borders of a picture frame as she set up for the same move that put Melony away eons ago!

There would be a surge of emotion and cheers throughout the arena! No doubt Jasmine and Melony would be caught off guard! Kat and Tracy would be, too! But Tracy didn't slow down to take in the moment or to play to the crowd the way she normally would! Her bright blue eyes looked pale. It was as if The Circus Cat was moving on sheer instinct and willpower! She could only push herself to use this one move and nothing else! A move she had used a million times before! And a line that she had heard not all that long ago!

"What's a Queen to a Champ!?" Tracy would finish her thought before flipping backwards and over Jasmine's head to try and bring her down from the middle rope with her Final Act finisher! This time from the second rope!

"Last ditch effort" was an understatement to describe Tracy's efforts here. Even Mama Tracy herself couldn't explain how her drive to keep her team's run alive here was keeping her going! If Tracy managed to connect with the move here and drive Jasmine headfirst into the mat, her landing would put her in position for one last attempt at innovation! Tracy would land on all fours and immediately dive on top of Jasmine! If she managed to somehow pull off the miracle of connecting with this love, The Circus Cat go for just one more!

Tracy would pull down on the chest of her leotard and use it to scoop Jasmine's head into her big, sweaty, buxom chest! Tracy knew that she had a negative amount of gas in the tank here! This would be one of the skillful, crowd-pleasing wrestling moves that people the world over had come to know and love The SWAT Cats for! This would be the act of a desperate woman, scooping a Monarch's head into her bosom and clamping onto the Queen for dear life in the hopes that she could use her leotard like a smother harness and literally stick to Jasmine with her arms and body in a reckless, improvisational, and desperate clothes-assisted smother hold!

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Jasmine had totally whupped poor Tracy multiple times at this point! In spirit, she had already defeated her more than once as well! The only thing delaying the Booty Queens' victory was an annoying little technicality! But after putting poor Tracy through the absolute wringer many times over, Dommy Mommy Jasmine was finally prepared to wrap things up INSIDE of the ring!

Under different circumstances, Jasmine's boasting may have come across as arrogant. But given the situation, her confidence was very well warranted. There seemed to be absolutely no rational way the SWAT Cats could win this match. As the Booty Queens explained: waking up, fighting, and winning were the three hurdles Tracy would have to overcome, and each hurdle seemed more impossible than the last! Forcing Katherine Hart, the Super Kitty herself to admit the SWAT Cats' title reign was coming to a close made Jasmine beam with pride. The Booty Queens had done what most other teams could only dream of doing. They had brought Katherine Hart, Tracy Canon, and Aurora Estrella to their collective knees! Desperate. On the verge of impending, borderline hopeless defeat!

Not that there was any malice involved of course. In fact, seeing Aurora wipe a tear from her eye immediately prompted Melony to give her another tender loving kiss. This time on the cheek, adding a another pink kiss mark to Aurora's mask, to go along with the one on her forehead. "Mwah.~" With Kat's arrival to the ringside, Melony would approach her to treat the Super Kitty to a comforting kiss on the cheek as well! "Mmmmwah!"~ After quite literally leaving her mark on them, the kissy pinkette would respectfully give Ms. Hart and Estrella some space, letting them cheer Ms. Canon on together.

Upon slapping her butt, Jasmine heard the small coo Tracy made. But she was completely unconcerned about waking Tracy up, fully confident in her ability to whup the Cat again, in the very unlikely senecio things would have to come to that! And she leisurely carried that confidence into the ring, getting herself and her foe in position for a devastating Bonzai Drop! After getting a bit more booty-based showboating in, Jasmine would call out to the crowd one last time! "KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-...!"

Surely this was it! Surely the Booty Bomber would finish saying her 'KA-BOOM' catchphrase, before blowing up poor Tracy and the entire ring with her bomb cake booty! Melony closed to eyes for a second to let out a happy sigh. Jasmine looked down behind her to aim her move. But when Queen Peaches reopened her eyes... When Queen Cake turned her head... Tracy Canon was gone! All their minds saw was a dotted outline of where Tracy's frame SHOULD have been!

"?!?!" "?!?!"

Somehow. Someway. The masked feline had gotten her broken bruised body up, in order to zoom up the very turnbuckle Jasmine was just about to drop from! "Tr-TR-TRACYYYYYY?!" Melony squealed, her voice cracking in utter shock! She tried to warn her tag partner, but it was too late. Jasmine's own brain was still trying to process things at the same time Melony's was! When Tracy called her nickname, Jasmine turned her head back in front, to see Ms. Canon suddenly reappear from between her legs! "AAAAH!" Jasmine let out a quick, uncharastically girly high-pitched yelp! It took a lot to scare the tough tomboy. But the Circus Cat's little disappearing act certainly startled her at least! "TRACE?! WHAT THE FU-?!"

The Chocolate Queen was going to say 'FUDGE' of course. But Tracy's attack cut Jasmine off in a way that fittingly and comedically made it sound as if she was about to swear! Tracy took little time to boast! She couldn't afford to slow down at all! And now it was looking as though Jasmine shouldn't have slowed down to play to the crowd either! The Mighty Monarch had planned to drop down from turnbuckle. But thanks to Tracy, she was quite literally going down in a way she never expected to! Before Jazzy knew it, Trace grabbed her head, and sent her down to the mat in her signature Final Act move!

"UGHHHH!" Jasmine groaned, as Tracy drove her headfirst into the canvas, using the same move that had done in Melony beforehand! However, the circumstances now were different. While this move was one of Tracy's "finishers", it combined with the follow-up facesitting had just barely managed to finish Melony. And Melony had taken substantially more damage, before Tracy had went for the move. A simple smother hold after Tracy's Final Act would not be nearly enough to eliminate Jasmine at this point. But it definitely stunned her! And the Circus Cat seemed to sense that if she wanted even the slightest hope of actually putting the powerful royal away, she would have to think WAY outside the box!

Quickly taking advantage of Jasmine's currently dazed state, Tracy would pull down the part of her leotard covering her chest. Using the opening, the Cat would pull the Queen's head inside of that space. And once there, the fabric of Tracy's attire would serve as a smother harness, preventing Jasmine from simply pulling away! As a much needed extra precaution, the tag champion would clamp her arms around her challenger's head, making the trap as tight as possible! Before Ms. Cake could even register what was happening, her face was wedged deep between Tracy's big bare boobs, with no easy way to escape from them!

For a moment, Jasmine didn't react as Tracy stayed atop her. A combination of Tracy's finisher and the utter shock of seeing the Circus Cat SOMEHOW still fight back had left her stunned! A mere moment ago, she was JUST about to finish the middleweight SWAT Cat off! She was just about to do her in for good, eliminating her, winning the match, and ensuring the Booty Queens would become LAW's next tag team champions! She had promised her best friend and tag partner Melony that was exactly what was going to occur! What was even going on right now?!

"JASMINE!" A single cry from Melony was all Jasmine needed to snap to it! Even with the flesh of Tracy's soft, beautiful, smothery bosom reaching her ears, Jasmine heard her bestie's call! "MMMMMMMMMMPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The fiery bombshell let out a muffled scream of absolute rage. Gathering her senses, she realised what the surprisingly crafty cat was trying to pull here! She realised her head was stuck between Tracy's bust and the fabric of Tracy's leotard! And she was NOT happy about it! Melony would stand on the ring apron and continue to cheer her on, as Jasmine released the full brunt of her wild side!

Suddenly, the Wild Royal began flailing around like a dangerous feral beast that had been caught in a hunter's trap! She'd get her feet flat on the mat, kicking off of it to try and jolt Tracy off! Jasmine would clench her fists and punch at whatever parts of Tracy's body her dukes could reach! Namely, Jasmine's punches would repeatedly connect with Tracy's face, head, and arms! Sadly, as skillful of a striker as Jazzy was, being forced in this awkward compromised position meant she couldn't tap into the full might of her terrifying punching power. But in her fury, she'd still hit hard enough to leave more bumps and bruises! If Tracy was STILL holding on after that, Jasmine would begin rolling around the ring. Taking the cat girl along with her, Jasmine would force her to endure the brunt of a crocodile-like death role!

Jasmine was already known for her god-tier stamina. And unlike Tracy, she had a sizable amount of energy left! As long as Tracy managed to stay on, Jasmine would roll her around the ring SEVERAL times over! Whenever the monarch did stop rolling for a bit, it would only be so she could try kicking out again, pummeling Tracy again, etc. She'd resist in whatever other thrashing matter she could think of, even jolting their bodies halfway into the air at times! All in an attempt to break free of Trace's leotard! During her rough rolling rampage, Jasmine would end up violently smacking Tracy's body into the corner posts at least a few times, perhaps hitting Tracy's head against said turnbuckles! And despite being thoroughly smothered the entire time, Jasmine did all this without the slightest hint of weakening or slowing down! And she did it all blindly, with nothing but her remaining senses and fighting spirit to guide her!

Queen Cake may not have had an animal gimmick, but the (fittingly named) jasmine flowers adorning her attire were not just for show. While secondary to her chocolate bomb cake-theme, Jasmine's flower-theme represented her connection to nature. Despite being a bonafide royal, she was surprisingly intuned with the primal strength of the wild! It's why the flower-loving monarch named her flower-themed nation: Kingdom Chrysanthemum! If Tracy was truly committed to muffling the wrath of the Flower Queen, then she was in for a long, painful, bumpy, wild ride!

"MMMMMMMMMMPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

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Melony's forehead kisses and the cheers from the fans were perhaps the only comfort The SWAT Cats could find at the end of their rope here as a team! All signs pointed to Tracy's inevitable elimination inside the ring! The crowd grew hot as Jasmine revved up her signature KABOOM onomatopoeia to put the exclamation point on her ring-shaking Bonzai Drop and finish smothering and packing up The Circus Cat to win the tag titles! But all the emotion of this match's dramatic finish percolated in the atmosphere, making it that much more surprising and that much more shocking when the downed luchadora got up from underneath the shadow of the thicc Fudge cake that loomed over her and snuck her way in between Jasmine's thighs to poise herself to hit her finisher from the top rope!

Tracy's sudden surge understandably caught both Queens by surprise! Tracy's eyes were still practically glazed over when she set up for this move! It was clear that muscle memory and instincts were the only things propelling her body into motion right now! The Circus Cat had hit this move a thousand times before! Being well-versed and well-practiced let her hit it here quickly, seemingly from out of nowhere! Even off the top turnbuckle!

The sound of the crash that followed when both women hit the canvas was completely overshadowed by the loud pop of cheers from the crowd! Kat jumped for joy at ringside! Aurora gripped the ring apron tightly and with a wide-eyed smile! Both non-active luchadoras were fully locked in and supportive of Tracy in The Circus Cat's desperate attempt to find some semblance of hope in this match! Even with this small reversal of fortune, a full comeback was still a ways away! Jasmine could probably take another half dozen of those and still keep fighting!

"We SWAT Cats really do surprise even ourselves, don't we?!" Aurora put her hands together and cheered with Melony still very much in earshot!

"You know what we say! NEVER count a SWAT Cat out, baby! It's times like these when we look done seven ways to Sunday! Times like these where we pull off miracles in that ring!" Kat placed her arm on her own bicep and flexed!

Tracy was still liable to get done in by a stiff breeze! But her team still believed in her! Behind Tracy's tired eyes, past her deep, delirious daze, Mama Tracy's inventive, desperate side found a flash of sexy inspiration! Not even 3 seconds after connecting with the move did Tracy begin crawling towards the stunned, supine Monarch! Katherine, Aurora, the commentators, the fans - none of them/no one knew what The Circus Cat had in mind here! In the heat of the moment, Tracy pulled her leotard down from the chest and enveloped Jasmine's orange-haired head within her wrestling attire! Tracy made a makeshift smother harness from her leotard in the middle of this huge, high-stakes tag title match!

The delivery wasn't as sultry or as seductive as Tracy would want it to be! But her approach was cast aside in favor of the fact that it was now or never! If Jasmine had an answer to this, Canon knew it would be all over! Tracy made sure to fit Jasmine's nose and mouth between her large, pale, sweaty, bare "cannons" and she wrapped her arms around the Queen's torso and head before flexing and clamping down for dear life!!!

The Booty Bomber would find her bearings just a moment after Tracy had locked in the smother hold! And only because of a loud cry at ringside from her fellow Sovereign! Everyone knew this smother hold from Tracy was a Hail Mary play at best! But the scary part for The Booty Queens was the possibility that this desperate play stood any chance of seeing The SWAT Cats snatch victory from the jaws of defeat!

Queen Fudge practically sprang to life here in response to her partner Peaches' call! And when she did, she summoned all the strength and ferocity that she had put on full display in this match! Jasmine drilled Tracy's sides, shoulders, and face! Melony jumped onto the ring apron to cheer her partner on! And Kat and Aurora were quick to join her as she watched Tracy try to cling to Jasmine like a girl riding a mechanical bull!

"Mph! Urgh! Urrrrrgh!" Some deep grunts left Tracy's lips as she found herself having to tank blow after blow! Tracy couldn't process it with so few of her senses and faculties left after the absolute drubbing Jasmine had put her through, but her ONLY saving grace right now was the fact that Jasmine wasn't upright and couldn't summon the full might of her toxic punched by putting her hips or back into them since she was down on the mat on her front!

"Shhhh Jazzy, Mama's got you~...Mama Tracy says it's beddy-bye time n-NOW?!?"

Tracy was racking up more bruises from Jasmine's haymakers! She flexed every muscle in her body and curled up, almost into a fetal position as she lay on top of Jasmine! Her knees were near the royal's crown! Her training and experience served her well in knowing where to distribute her weight to keep Jasmine pinned down! But all of that went out of the window when Jasmine began flailing and rolling about the ring like an alligator that had caught fresh prey! Instantly, Tracy had found herself directing whatever energy she still had to her arms to try and cling to Jasmine for dear life! To cling to the hopes that The SWAT Cats were still the best team out there!

It wasn't pretty! Jasmine seemed to have energy to spare! She rolled about the ring here, there, and everywhere! The curvy, chocolate cutie nearly rolled her way out of the ring multiple times! Each time would have resulted in her saving the match for The Booty Queens! But each time they neared the ropes, Tracy turned and angled Jasmine such that the vicious, animalistic rolling would bring them toward the corner instead! Viciously slamming Tracy into the bottom turnbuckle! On one occasion, Jasmine even slammed Tracy's side into the steel ringpost!

Each time, Tracy was left with her mouth agape and her breath short! And each time, she slowly brought the sole of her pink boot to the turnbuckle or ring post or whichever surface she could find to kick off of it and roll herself and Jazzy back towards the center of the ring!

After nearly a minute, and after crashing into the ropes and the turnbuckles, and nearly tripping up the ref once or twice as they rolled to avoid the ring like an angry pile of cats, Tracy had hit her limit! In the center of the ring, she had gone limp on her back with Jasmine's head still stuck between her heavy, aching breasts! Tracy's arms fell to the canvas! The bruised, depleted luchadora was sprawled out in the middle of the ring without a hope or a prayer left!

Deep down inside, Tracy hoped that somehow, some way praying that Jasmine's bedtime would come early this evening! But on the outside, it was Tracy's eyes that had closed as the very last of her fighting spirit left her, finally, on a completely empty tank!

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When Jasmine got ready to finally finish Tracy once and for all, the last thing she expected was the Circus Cat still somehow managing to will herself to fight back! But thanks to Tracy's god-tier tenacity, Jasmine now found herself stuck in a leotard harness breast smother hold! While Aurora and Katherine boasted proudly about how miraculous the SWAT Cat were, Melony had little words. "I-I don't understand..." The prissy pinkette drew her inferences from logic and sound reasoning. To her, Jasmine had bested Tracy to the point where even a potential comeback made zero sense. She had heard of the SWAT Cats' impressive tendency to bounce back from close calls, but it hit different to experience such a miracle first hand!

That being said, this wasn't over. Not if the Booty Queens had anything to say about it! After hearing her bestie's call, the Wild Royal began rolling and thrashing around the ring. Tracy was left to desperately hold on, taking even more punches during the process to boot! Despite putting the hurt on her time and again, Tracy still teased her royal rival in the middle of things. But Jasmine wasn't in the mood to shush at all! "MMMMMMMPHHHHHHHUGHHHHHHHH!"

"Let's go Jazzy! Jolt her off!" Melony cheered, standing the on ring apron and gripping the top rope. She wanted to do whatever she could to help her tag partner out here! So Circus Cat managed to pull of one last performance trick, but surely snapping free of the tired Tracy's grip wasn't be so difficult at this point. However, as some time passed, Melony was flabbergasted to still see Tracy holding on with everything she had! Nothing Jasmine put her through seemed to dissuade her from letting go!

"Jazz! Jazz! Just roll outside of the ring! Best case scenario, you'll land atop Tracy, and the impact will break this hold! And even if you get smothered out there, it won't count as an official elimination at the ringside! As we were reminded about the hard way..." Melony instructed. It was a solid plan, and Jasmine was right on broad! But everytime Jasmine came close to rolling out of the ring with Tracy, the Circus Cat foiled her by reangling their momentum! The masked middleweight repeatedly chose to direct them towards the ring's corners instead. And each time, Tracy would endure being violently slammed against the turnbuckles/corner posts! Tracy once again chose to suffer more pain, over suffering the lost of her precious tag titles! With a surprising amount of focus in spite of clear fatigue, the feline repeatedly kicked off and away from those corners, forcing their movement back to the ring's center!

"This is....RIDICULOUS." Melony grumbled. A nervous bead of sweat trickled down her forehead, as she wondered how much longer Tracy could possibly hold on! But soon enough, she'd get her answer. After preventing Jasmine from falling out of the ring one last time, Tracy FINALLY released her grip and went totally limp at the ring's center. Melony let out a sigh of relief. With Tracy's added grip no longer there, surely Jasmine could simply pull herself free from the Cat's leotard trap! But said relief was short lived. Despite the fact that Tracy was no longer actively maintaining the smother hold, Jasmine would still continue to roll around!

"Jasmine?!?" Melony's heart sank, as her intelligent mind quickly pieced together exactly what was happening here. Despite the animalistic nature of her thrashing, Jasmine had previously resisted Tracy with some degree of genuine focus. But for all of her energy, Jasmine was still a human being. A human that needed a substantial amount of oxygen not just to stay conscious, but to properly function! While the monarch's vigor had yet to slow, other signs still showed the smothering was starting to get to her!

Her rolling lost all sense of focused intention! No longer was she actively attempting to roll out of the ring! After being repeatedly redirected by Tracy, after getting smothered by her boobs for a prolonged period, Jasmine had lost all sense of direction! And her other senses had become dulled as well! She didn't register the sudden absence of Tracy's grip, because her mind had become fuzzy! The only thing her brain could focus on was her need to escape. But a combination of smother daze, blind rage, and frantic desperation, prevented poor Jasmine from realizing she could now free herself in an easier way!

"Jasmine stop! Tracy let go! You don't have to roll anymore!" Melony cried. But Jasmine's emotionally-charged and dazed mind could no longer register Melony's voice beyond her own muffled screaming! "MMMMMMMPHHHHHHHH...!" With Tracy's boobs reaching her ears, it had taken a concentrated effort to do so before! And that level of focus had now been smothered out of her! Melony realized that she needed to get closer to her partner, but Jasmine's movements were becoming even more frantic and unpredictable! In a desperate attempt to keep up with them, Melony would tap into her god-tier speed. She'd zoom back and forth, all around the ring apron, leaping over Kat and Aurora when need be. She was trying to get close enough to get her bestie's attention! But everytime Melony got close, Jasmine ended up inadvertently rolling away from her!

"UGGH!" Melony grew frustrated, before pausing for a moment to put her analytical brain to use. If Melony couldn't predict Jasmine's movements, then she needed to get her attention in a special way. In a way that guaranteed Jasmine would hear her, no matter the Booty Bomber's location in the ring! Driven by her desire to help her tag partner, Melony leaped up to one of the top turnbuckles. She'd fly high off the turnbuckle, flipping midair to position herself to land in the ring's center. The fruit-themed cutie wouldn't dare to physically intervene with the match's legal combatants. But she would focus her energy into one leg, using it to stomp the center of the mat for all it was worth!

BOOM

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Melony snapped, not so much at Jasmine, but at this whole mind-boggling situation in general. Her killer kick sent an audible shock wave throughout LAW Arena. It was uncharacteristic of the normally calm Melony to get worked up like this. But after yelling in a stern, loud, authority-filled tone, the cheering audience quieted down! Several audience members sat up straight as a pencil! As a bonafide royal, it made perfect sense Melony needed to be able to tap into her authoritative side when need be. But this was the first time it had ever come out this strongly in a wrestling match!

After Melony's cry and stomp of indignation, the queen registered that all eyes were of course on her. "?!?" The modest monarch briefly looked down at her muscular legs, as well as the dent her terrifyingly strong kick had left on the mat. The royal's face blushed as pink as her hair. And in the blink of an eye, she zoomed back to her proper place on the ring apron, wondering what had just come over her! "Sorryyyyeeeeee!" She squealed cutely. But in her defense, she was just to get her partner's attention. If Tracy trapping Jasmine in her clothing was fine with the referee, then Melony entering the ring for an impactful yet very brief moment should have been perfectly forgivable!

And it looked like it was worth it! Jasmine ceased her mindless rolling and snapped to it! She did not need anymore directives! The focus Melony had sparked back into her caused Jasmine to sense Tracy's trap had been loosened! But her movements were now finally growing sluggish, so she had to hurry! The Chocolate Queen turned so she was atop Tracy. She got her hands and knees under her, before pushing up on all fours! Sadly, Tracy's boobs were big enough and her leotard tight enough, that Jasmine was still thoroughly smothered in this position. But at least all she needed to do now was pull her head out! "Yes Jasmine..." Melony sighed but managed to smile, as her draped her arms over the ropes in a state of emotional fatigue. "And after you're free, immediately smother her out this time..."

But something was wrong. By now, Jasmine had been expending energy without getting air for quite some time. Jasmine's arms vibrated from oxygen-deprivation, much like Melony's legs had, right before Tracy had smothered her out prior! Queen Peaches' eyes widened with concern, as she realized how taxing it was for her partner to even stay upright in this state! Jasmine slowly started to pull out, getting her chin free at least. But right before her mouth could slip past Tracy's cleavage, Jasmine's arms gave out! Her upper body fell back down, with her whole head once again stuck firmly in Tracy's smother trap! And since she was still on her knees, her legendary booty stuck up in a humiliating position!

"MMMMMMMPHHHHHHHH...!" The Wild Royal let out one last defiant muffled cry, before going completely limp! "J-JASMINE...!" Much to Melony's dismay, Jasmine's body simply could not maintain consciousness without oxygen. "I was...too...late..." As the ruler of Nectarine Nation tightly gripped the top rope and hung her head, the referee would confirm her fears. The ruler of Kingdom Chrysanthemum...had been smothered out cold...

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Tracy knew that it this was her last chance to make something happen in this match! Like a person hanging from the edge of a cliff, like two pieces of old fabric held together by a single thread, Tracy hung onto Jasmine with everything she had left! She knew full well that the second Jasmine broke free, this match would be over! Jasmine was a thicc bricc house of a woman! Even against a fresh Tracy, Queen Fudge would power her way out of The Circus Cat's grasp more often than not! But the surprise factor of Tracy using her own leotard like a smother harness here made it particularly tough for Jasmine to break free! Those orange twin tails flew all over the ring as both curvaceous women fought for leverage and control while Jasmine fought tooth and nail to free herself from Tracy's smother hold! Queen Cake was particularly awestruck bordering on flabbergasted! Witnessing The SWAT Cats hang in there even in the face of certain defeat was jarring! But that wouldn't stop Melony from getting up on the ring apron to support her tag team partner! And it wouldn't stop Katherine and Aurora at ringside from going back to pounding the apron to a rhythm to draw in the crowd and call out to Tracy to just hang in there and weather the storm that was Chrysanthemum Royal's wild side!

"Let's! Go! Tra-cy! Let's! Go!"
"Let's! Go! Tra-cy! Let's! Go!"

The chants from both luchadoras at ringside got the crowd in on this escalating struggle between Jasmine and Tracy! Melony's cheers and advice, of course, didn't go unheard! An arena full of Booty Queens fans and SWAT Cats fans screaming at the tops of their lungs proved that The Queens made a plethora of fans the world over out of people who might have thought underdogs of them going into this huge contest! But making a name for themselves wasn't good enough for Melony and Jasmine! Just one full forced punch to dislodge Tracy, one roll to the outside of the ring, one wrong move from The Circus Cat- any of these would be all it took for Jasmine to free herself and put poor Tracy away! But Tracy, through all her bruises and pain and sputtering, somehow kept hanging in there! She kept angling these gator rolls towards the corners of the ring, only to bring herself and the ebony royal right back toward the center of the squared circle!

"Grrrr! Ahhh!" Canon cried out with effort and desperation! Her voice was hoarse as she let out these pained bellows with nearly every punch from Jasmine! Her own sweat was starting to make her mask misalign with her face as she struggled against Jasmine's powerful upper body!

Perhaps it was luck or skill or both, but with time, Melony and the fans began to feel it! The creeping, anxiety-inducing thought in the back of her mind came into the foreground! "What if Tracy actually does it?!" This thought and this fear were finally quelled when even the highly skilled, highly acrobatic, highly spunky "Mama" Tracy Canon finally succumbed to her own human limitations....and stopped moving entirely!

"....." A limp Tracy lay there in the middle of the ring. Though Jasmine was still head-deep into the upper chest of her leotard, the fans and staff cheered with confidence that this thing was over! Jasmine was still moving! Tracy was done!

The cheers transitioned into claps as if to congratulate both teams on a match well-fought. Kat Hart hung her head with the bittersweet air of defeat about her. But Aurora looked to Melony, ready to comfort the pinkette. The Galaxy Cat climbed up onto the apron and placed a hand on Peaches' shoulder to comfort her.

"We have to hand it to you Queens. You've earned your vic-" Estrella's words were cut off by Melony drawing attention back to her partner! Despite the pinkette's words, Jasmine continued her erratic movements! Something was clearly up!

"Ah!" The thought popped into Aurora's head! Melony krns Jasmine better than anyone! If there was a single person watching this match in the arena or around the world who would pick up on it if something was off, it was the Melon-themed Queen, herself!

"My word! We still have a match on our hands! Kat!" Aurora dropped down to clue The Super Kitty in!

It was a very particular situation! Tracy was out, but not via a smother hold or move from her opponent! Would the referee stop the match and award the victory to The Booty Queens?! With Jasmine still flailing about, the official very well could have! But the flailing was precisely the issue! With Jasmine still rolling and flailing wildly, even with Tracy in tow, it was extremely hard to gauge whether or not Queen Cake herself would be able to continue! Kat and Aurora speculated at ringside. Neither luchadora could come up with an immediate response or direction they should use to approach a delicate situation like this.

"Uhhh...'Rora, what do you think Melony's up to....?" Kat looked on as Melony zipped back and forth on the ring apron at speeds that would even get Tracy's admiration if she were still conscious right now!

"I....can't say for sure....?" Estrella looked up at Peaches as well.

Both ladies' eyes went wide as they expressed their shock when Melony suddenly zipped up to the top turnbuckle and took to the air....only to come down into the ring with a thunderous stomp to catch everyone's attention! The fans, the few staff producing the match at ringside, even the referee stood at attention as Melony tapped into the righteous authority she had been known to rule! The royal's voice boomed! Everyone seemed to immediately fall in line! Even Kat and Aurora stood in place and chose to listen rather than question her!

Of course, this was Melony. She wasn't going to call everyone's attention like this and fail to acknowledge that denting a part of the ring wasn't a tad overzealous. Thankfully, the staff waved it off.

Her stunt seemed to have worked, though! Jasmine was now lucid enough to find her way onto her front. The ebony Queen found her way onto all fours, hilariously lifting a ragdolled Tracy's head and upper body off the mat a bit as she did, all while still having her face wedged deep between Tracy's breasts, trapped within the leotard! As Melony commanded, it was time for Jasmine to pluck herself free and return fire with just about any smother maneuver in the book to finally put an end to all this! Victory was but a stone's throw away! Even now, the forces of gravity could have freed Jasmine's head if she could lower it to the ring angle and let a limp Tracy simply fall off! Or even better yet, Jasmine could fall forward and park her own formidable, voluminous bosom onto a passed out Tracy to pick up the win!

But as luck and fate would have it, even Queen Jasmine's wellspring of vitality and stubbornness had its limit! And shockingly, in a bittersweet twist of fate, Jasmine met that limit here when her arms gave out and her upper body hit the mat!

".....?!?"
"......?!"

Shocked, puzzled expression came over Katherine and Aurora. A very brief silence filled the arena as Jasmine laid there in a very sexy, very compromising position on her knees, face-down with her booty in the air! Her face, though slightly dislodged, was still sandwiched between the hem of Tracy's leotard and her big, full, pale breasts! Even the referee gave pause for a moment! Even with Tracy passed out underneath her, Jasmine seemed to suffer a smother knockout!!!

All at once the silence was pierced when a loud, collective cheer boomed through the arena from the crowd! The referee nodded to the timekeeper at ringside to ring the bell. Kat and Aurora both rolled under the bottom rope and into the ring. Aurora walked, not to her fellow SWAT Cat, but to Melony. The Galaxy Cat knew that there were no words in this situation that would console The Queens or stifle all of the emotions that were no doubt welling up within Melony, and soon Jasmine as well once she was conscious. Instead of words, Aurora simply walked in and embraced Melony in the hopes of holding her tight and making this outcome ever so slightly easier to come to grips with. Kat knelt by Tracy's side and looked to separate Jasmine from the leotard. Kat would try to prop both ladies up into a seated position to make sure that they were okay.

It was an epic battle between two of the best teams in all of wrestling. Though the champions issued these open challenges with confidence each and every time, this was the one match that even The SWAT Cats didn't think they would win! As the commentators waxed poetic about how this bout would no doubt be one for the history books and did plenty to elevate both teams, the first concern of most everyone in the arena right now seemed to be recognizing all 5 women in the ring with a standing ovation to congratulate The Queens and The Cats for putting on an instant classic of a match! And The SWAT Cat's first concern was to make sure that Melony and Jasmine were okay. And once they were able to rouse Tracy, their next move would be to raise the arms of both Queens in front of the crowd to have them recognized for their Herculean efforts and endless talents and potential as a tag team!

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During the violent wild struggle between Jasmine and Tracy, Jasmine eventually managed to outlast her rival in the consciousness department. Tracy went limp and unconscious from sheer fatigue, while Jasmine still had energy to spare! But in the end, it was Tracy's decision to trap the monarch in a leotard smother-harness that sealed the deal here. Even with Tracy no longer actively maintaining the hold, the prolonged smothering had numbed Jasmine's mind into a dazed disarray. And despite Melony's efforts, she was just a moment too late in snapping Jasmine's alertness into refocusing on pulling out of this creative smother trap! So as fate would have it, both Tracy and Jasmine would soon end up lying unconscious together. But only Jasmine was KO'd in a way that fit the stipulations of this smother match! Which meant, against all odds, Tracy had actually done it. Jasmine was officially declared eliminated, which meant the SWAT Cats were officially declared victorious!

Melony stood frozen on the ring apron, gripping the top ropes with her eyes shut tight. After coming SO close to becoming LAW's second tag team champions, this outcome was nothing short of tragic for the Booty Queens. At least the SWAT Cats were given plenty of time to digest the very real possibility they could actually lose this match. The Queens were given no such processing time. Victory had been utterly snatched from them in such an abrupt and jarring way! To make matters worse, Melony couldn't help but frantically overthink exactly where things went wrong. What if the Queens didn't botch their Queenly Crush move? What if they had been more mindful about needing to win inside the ring? What if Melony had never gotten eliminated in the first place? What if this. What if that. What if. What if. What if...

These thoughts tormented Melony, as she quickly became lost in her own mental hell... Until Aurora approached and suddenly threw her arms around her for a big hug! "?!?" Melony gasped. Her ridged position didn't immediately change, but her now teary eyes shot open. Slowly yet surely, Melony released her grip on the ropes, before using her now free hands to return Aurora's embrace in spades! During the hug, Melony took a deep breath and then managed to smile. "Th-Thank you....my champion...." It didn't matter that the outcome of this match was bound to be controversial amongst fans and staff. It didn't even matter that Aurora hadn't even been an official combatant in this match! To Melony, THIS is how a true champion should act. So regardless of what the situation was, she still considered the Galaxy Cat more than worthy of that title!

Meanwhile, Katherine had repositioned Tracy and Jasmine to check up on them proper... Only for Jasmine's eyes to suddenly shoot open! "GGGGAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPP!" Jasmine took in a huge inhale, before abruptly springing up to her feet! "MELONY!" Jasmine cried, with her dukes up, seemingly ready to spring back into action! "I heard you! I'm up! I'm free! Everything's gonna be just....fine....?" Jasmine slowly lowered her fists, as she looked around in a state of utter confusion. She saw Tracy was unconscious, but she didn't recall smothering her out... And why was Kat inside the ring with them...? Jasmine looked up at one of the large T.V screens around LAW Arena, which ran a quick recap of the match's ending. Jasmine saw she didn't snap to her senses in time to escape Tracy's leotard, and that this match was now over...

The Booty Bomber simply stood wide-eyed and shocked, uncharacteristically lost for words. As she thought about the boastful confidence she had carried herself with while squashing Tracy, Jasmine blushed to the extent that a pink tint could be seen even on her chocolate-brown skin. After forcing herself to quickly awaken from a smother K.O, Jasmine's breathing was already labored and rapid. But the shock of realizing she had been eliminated caused her breathing to speed up even more! "Pardon me, 'Rora." Melony signed, as she entered and ring and quickly went over to Jasmine. "May we have a moment, Kat?" Melony would ask, as she grabbed her stunned stablemate's arm. She brought Jasmine to the other side of the ring, intending to personally help her tag partner come to terms with this outcome. The SWAT Cats wouldn't get the chance to raise the arms of their challengers just yet. But this pause would grant them the opportunity to properly tend to Tracy.

"Pant W-We lost...?" Jasmine finally managed, despite her breathing not yet slowing down. "We lost a SMOTHER match for tag gold...?! Pant" That detail was particularly pride-wounding, since the idea of their team ever losing a smother match was completely unprecedented!

"I'm...I'm afraid so..." Melony sighed. "As hard as it is to admit, Tracy has beaten us at our own game, even if she does regularly play it too..."

"NO!" Before the pinkette could say anything else, Jasmine snapped and turned towards the SWAT Cats! By now, Tracy had likely awakened as well! "You three know good and well Melony and I deserve your tag titles! We earned them! I don't give a flying FUDGE if it was outside the ring or not! Tracy went to bed before I did, not once, not twice, but three FUDGING times over! IF YOU REALLY WERE THE BEST TEAM IN ALL OF WRESTLING, THEN YOU WOULD NOT HAVE TO RELY ON ME BEING DUMB ENOUGH TO MAKE SUCH STUPID MISTAKES!"

And there it was. Despite seemingly calling out the SWAT Cats here, a closer look at Jasmine's words showed who she was really angry at. Who she was really lashing out against. Who she was really frustrated with. The raging royal was absolutely livid...at herself.

"GGGGAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPP!" Jasmine suddenly emitted a sharp concerning gasp for air, before nearly collapsing! "JASMINE!" Melony cried out, as she managed to catch her, tightly hugging her waist from behind. Jasmine's body became limp and her legs leaned out diagonally. Now she was unable to even stand, only kept upright by Melony's embrace. "Pant Pant Pant Pant Pant..." Jasmine's head slumped to the side, as she panted rapidly. While she didn't look nearly as banged up as Tracy, thrashing around for so long without oxygen had taken a major toll on her internally. With sheer willpower, she had forced herself to wake up after that intense smothery struggle, before her body was naturally ready! And she had just used the little air she had just regained to scream her lungs out! Her airways burned, as Jasmine continued to inadvertently take rapid insufficient inhales.

"Breath, my friend! BREATH!" Melony urgered, as more tears formed at the corners of her eyes. "My stars! You don't have to push yourself so hard now! So hard...for me... I only desire your wellbeing. Please try to relax and calm down..." Jasmine did her best take control of her breathing, and slowly yet surely, it began to stabilize. "There you go... Deep breaths now... Listen Jasmine... I'm-I'm sorry... I should have planned better. Strategized more. I should have been the one to remind you about the requirement to obtain victory inside of the ring, long before the referee eventually did. As our team's tactician, my failure to do so is utterly disgraceful..."

At this point, Jasmine finally got enough oxygen back in her system to stand up on her own. But as soon as she did, she'd proceed to drop to her knees! Only this time, it was due to shame instead of oxygen-deprivation. A thin stream of smoke rose from right behind Jasmine. Miraculously, the fire on her booty cake candle always seemed to stay lit, throughout all of the Booty Bomber's matches. But the motion of Jasmine dejectedly falling to her knees appeared to finally snuff the candle out! Though rumors would later spread about that flame being somehow connected to her fiery spirit...

"No Melony... I'M sorry... This is all my fault..." Jasmine sighed. "After you got eliminated, I totally flipped my lid. Because I wanted to win fighting by your side so badly. But in doing so, I planted the seed of our own defeat. Things would have never been taken to the ringside to begin with, if I hadn't loudly goaded Tracy into flying outside the ring to get me. I lost my temper. And I just did it again, didn't I? Because now, I'm being a sore loser..."

"FUDGE!" Jasmine cried, as she turned towards the SWAT Cats again. She fell forwards to slam her palms on the mat, now dropping to all fours with her head humbly bowed to boot! "F-FORGIVE ME!" Jasmine's voice cracked. She shut her eyelids tightly to hold back tears. As a bonafide queen, it was unbecoming of her to bow her head to anyone, even if she was conveying remorse. That being said, while the Booty Queens incorporated their royalty into their theming as wrestlers. Neither one of them actually expected any special treatment outside of their domains. The wrestling champions were the ones who reigned at LAW. And since the now defeated Booty Queens were members of LAW's tag division, the SWAT Cats were still THEIR champions after all. To try and comfort Jasmine, Melony would kneel next to her and place her hand on her bestie's shoulder. But she still had unresolved feelings about their lost herself. The crowd grew silent, anticipating how the SWAT Cats would chose to respond...

[winner3]

It was a deeply emotional time for both tag teams. Surely, The SWAT Cats would have some regrouping to do later on when they head to the back. They title run had seen all sorts of close calls, but this one would resonate for each member of the luchadora trio more than all the rest. Sure, the match ending might have been somewhat controversial, but it was nothing if not extremely competitive. No one watching this match could escape the notion in their heads that this thing could have gone either way. It was impossible to get away from the fact the Booty Queens had this match well in hand- that it was The Queens' contest to lose, Jasmine's match to lose. And that fact alone struck a chord that reverberated so deep that even The SWAT Cats couldn't help but feel for Queen Melony and Queen Jasmine right now.

Aurora did what she could to show compassion and empathy to Melony. In her own way, this was indeed what it meant to The Galaxy Cat to conduct oneself like a champion. To put the physical and even mental and emotional well-being of the challengers before her own the second the bell rang. Maybe even before then if the match got wild enough. But right now in the heat of the moment, Estrella knew all too well that there were no words that would be of any use here.

Of course, Kat Hart and Aurora Estrella were on the same wavelength here. Tracy would be, too, if she were cognizant enough to know what all was going on right now. It was a school of thought Kat worked hard to drill into her tag partners and just about anyone who was willing to learn from her. The fans and the livelihoods of the wrestlers were the things that allowed this great sport to keep on going and to keep on thriving. Kat looked over Jasmine and Tracy's supple, curvy, unconscious forms for any signs of lasting damage or anything that would warrant a trip to the medbay to see the doctors backstage. Thankfully, while they both seemed pretty roughed up, Kat was convinced that several days' rest and a massage and a couple icepacks would get Queen Cake and The Circus Cat back in ring shape.

Kat's eyes opened wide when she heard Jasmine suck in a ton of air all at once. For a split-second, The Super Kitty flinched as if trying to stop herself from grabbing hold of Jasmine to make sure she was alright. Kat had to stop herself from getting too close, for fear of overwhelming Jazzy as soon as she gained consciousness, and because she recognized that it wasn't her place to be the first one to engage Jasmine like this - it was Melony's. As much as she wanted to place her hands on Jasmine's and lower them to get those dukes down, Kat balled her fist and tried to hide her concern behind a half-smile.

It didn't take Jasmine much time at all to catch on. Between the replays in the giant monitor and the air of uncertainty from the crowd and all over the arena, Queen Cake became all too aware. Both teams being in the ring together drove the point home....

Aurora politely backed away when Melony excused herself. Kat nodded to the pinkette in acknowledgment. She got up and joined Aurora in the middle of the ring. It was a rough spot for both teams. In their own way, even The SWAT Cats were rooting for The Booty Queens. At multiple points in this match, each of them had resigned themselves to the inevitability that their tag title run was over, even Tracy who was still conked out and seated against the ropes. When Jasmine had her outburst, when Melony began to console her, it only made Tracy slowly begin to stir. Jasmine had put her through such a one-sided drubbing that the redhead needed more time.

Jasmine's words stung like daggers to the soft bits. Katherine and Aurora hung their heads. Sure, the match was so competitive and so much in favor of the challengers that it spoke to The Booty Queen's talents and potency as a tag team. But would the greatest team in wrestling really have been satisfied winning like this...? Did it really cement their legacy as the best team? Or did this turn of events call into question? Jasmine certainly did, and arguably very rightly so, the commentary team speculated. Kat's and Aurora's expressions right now certainly lent credence to Queen Cake's words.

The situation got tense when Jasmine opened her mouth again, but this time, it was the toll the match took on her that had a voice here! The ebony bombshell was absolutely winded! It was clear she was pushing herself probably harder than she should have been- something Melony tried to her tag partner to ease up on.

"No, Melony, you're still brilliant...." Aurora reached out with one hand.

She has been checking on Tracy, but hearing Melony beat herself up verbally prompted the lightweight luchadora to interject even if ever so briefly. Kat raised her eyebrows when she took note of the flame on Jasmine's candle going out. Clearly something to bring up at a more appropriate time, she thought to herself.

Jasmine caught herself. She followed up on Melony's words. She recounted the events of the match. And against everyone's expectations, the fiery orange-haired beauty, in all boastful, regal, voluptuous splendor....got on all fours.....and bowed.....

"Heavens, no..." Aurora responded instinctually.
"Uh...." Kat stepped forward with body language that suggested this wasn't necessary. But Melony quickly knelt down to Jasmine's side to join her.

A low clamor or speculation filled the arena. This was certainly an unexpected turn of events. How do The SWAT Cats, or anyone in this situation tactfully navigate things from here? Literal Queens bowing down to the champs when really, both Kat and Aurora felt it should be the other way around. They should be bowing down in thanks for the match, and for the opportunity to do this again! How do The Cats play this off with all the grace and tact of role-model champions? Well, according to the last SWAT Cat, by having no tact at all!

"Ssssshhhhhhhhhhh!" The onomatopoeia started up from behind Katherine and Aurora. Tracy had placed her hands on her lips and spoke up! She had finally come to!

"You guys...I've got the worst....most splitting headache right now....." Canon continued.

"Trace!"
"Tracyyyy!"

Kat turned around and took Tracy's hand to haul her up to her feet. Aurora was quick to slip in underneath Tracy's arm on the other side to keep her on her feet. It was clear that The Circus Cat needed the support if she wanted to stay upright

The three masked beauties hobbled over to the prostrate Booty Queens.

"Lift your heads, both of you. Stop that!" Tracy demanded in an abrupt, almost silly tone.

"Jasmine, did you not induct me into your kingdom? Kiss My Cake Kingdom, right? Ain't it weird for a Queen to bow to her subject? Come on. Get up. You two have nothing to apologize for!"

"She's not gonna say something we regret, is she?" Aurora teased.

"You know, actually, I don't think so. Let her do her thing." Kat answered.

Once the Queens rose up, Tracy would address them again. Where everyone else seemed to be overcome with emotion, Tracy had a wide smile on her face and a carefree air about her, which was on brand for The Circus Cat! Somehow, emotionally at least, she was completely unfazed!

"I need you guys to listen to me. Maybe it was the bodying Jasmine put me through, but I'm actually gonna say this and I'm not gonna repeat it, so listen close." Tracy's hand raced to her forehead and she held it there for a second and grimaced. Maybe that headache she mentioned earlier wasn't just all talk.

"Jeez, are you sure you only knocked me out there times earlier?! It FEELS like three hundred, lemme tell you! Ngh!" Canon quipped.

"Look, I get it. I get you both. You guys wrestled a better match than us. Maybe you only made the one mistake. Inside the ring, outside the ring, who cares? WE made a million mistakes! We got rocked! And I would normally never admit it, but it's true! We've been playing it fast and loose with these titles since we got em! Strategize before the match? The tactician stuff! 'Rora Has to do that on the fly because we NEVER know who are opponents are! We defend those belts pretty much exclusively in open challenges!" Tracy looked Melony in the eye. She slowly turned her head towards Jasmine.

"You're mad at yourself for flying off the handle?! I used to do that in every match I wrestled! I STILL DO! The only difference is that now, I actually think it through first! And I put my rage and my fury and my sorrow into the awesome moves and innovation that you see me pull off every time I set foot in the ring!"

"I have Kat to thank for that. And I don't care what anyone says when they watch this match back. Without Kat, I had no chance of barely squeaking by! And guess what?! Even when I keep myself in check, even when I don't fly off the handle, even THAT doesn't always work out for me! After all, it was BECAUSE you goaded me that you got to CLOCK me with that Hip Check! I'm gonna be scared of your bomb cake butt every time I go over the top rope now! And I do that, a looooot." Tracy paused here to let everyone take in her words so far and to let the crowd continue to react.

"Listen...."

"Stop beating yourselves up. You guys were amazing. This match was amazing!" Tracy roared towards the crowd, drawing cheers all over.

"So don't ask for forgiveness! As far as I'm concerned, you Queens did nothing wrong! You're mad at the outcome? You know which mistakes you made?! GOOD! Then you know what to do right when you face us in a rematch!" Tracy nodded.

"If you two have energy to get mad or sad then you have energy to take it to us next time you throw down for the titles! And more importantly....if you have energy to be doing silly things like bowing, then you have energy to come here and hug us and acknowledge the magic we made in this ring together!"

"Heh..." Kat shrugged.
"I think I can get behind all that." Aurora blushed.

"Now, Jazzy....Mel...bring it in!" Tracy smiled. As silly and as awkward as it was, Kat and Aurora were supporting Tracy like a pair of crutches. As the fans cheered the gesture and as the cat trio smiled, they waited for The Queens to come to them to seal the deal on a group hug to cap off a night that every wrestler and wrestling fan would remember!

[dddybee]

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After coming so close to winning, both Booty Queens were understandably saddened and disappointed by their lost. Especially since this match's outcome was tied to them making what was arguably a rookie mistake, trying to finish their opponent outside the ring. Both Jasmine and Melony blamed themselves, feeling as though they had let the other down. Melony appreciated Aurora interjecting on her behalf, but she still felt the need to join her partner in kneeling. Sure, Jasmine regretted blowing up at them. But her words were arguably the hard truth. The SWAT Cats seemed to recognized this, so seeing the Queens take lowly positions to them anyway made them uncomfortable. While Aurora and Kat seemed suck here, it was Tracy who would finally stir enough to start to ease the tension!

While the other two Cats assisted Tracy in approaching them, the Booty Queens remained in their humbled positions. Melony on her knees, head hung, squeezing her partner's shoulder. While the usually prouder Queen Jasmine was now in an even more submissive position, bowing down on all fours! Jasmine thought the apology for her outburst was warranted. And despite having already apologized, Melony was still feeling sheepish about her decision to enter and stomp the ring, as an eliminated and non-legal combatant. But rather than repremind them or even boast about her victory, Tracy demanded that both of them lift their heads and rise to their feet! Tracy didn't accept any apologizes, because the Circus Cat asserted neither Queen had anything to apologize for to begin with!

This took the Makers of Human Thrones by surprise. Tracy even went out of her way to remind the Booty Bomber that she was a subject in Jazzy's Kiss My Cake Kingdom now, thus Queen Jasmine should not bow to her! The monarchs blushed, now feeling awkward for kneeling and bowing in the first place. There was some truth in Tracy's hyperbole. The Circus Cat had definitely faded in and out of consciousness more than those three key prolonged times. But it didn't matter how beat up she was. It didn't matter that she required assistance just to stand upright. Tracy still prioritized fighting through her painful headache, to encourage the very ladies who gave it to her!

Jasmine and Melony listened closely, as Tracy spoke from the heart. She assured Melony the Cats made far more mistakes in this match, so there was no need to beat themselves up so much over their ringside fumble. She empathized with Jasmine losing her temper, something Tracy was also known for doing. She reminded Jasmine that goading her outside the ring set up the Mighty Monarch to successfully squash her in the first place. Admitting she would be wary about Jasmine's powerful posterior from now on, relit a spark of healthy pride back in Jasmine's spirit. Tracy made a connection between emotions and energy, and discussed how she now channeled hers. Throughout her entire speech, the Circus Cat spoke with humility, empathy, love, benevolence, and even wisdom!

As Tracy continued to talk, it once again became very clear the Booty Queens were on the verge of crying. But there was one major difference. Now they were both sported teary-eyed smiles! When Tracy called for a group hug, the royal duo couldn't take it anymore. Melony allowed one tear to flow down each of her cheeks, before wiping her face. In contrast, Jasmine didn't bother trying to wipe her tears away. Despite generally being seen as having the "tougher" personality between the royal duo, the Booty Bomber now shamelessly let the waterworks flow...

Before exploding towards the SWAT Cats! "WE LOVE YOU GUYS!" Jasmine absolutely LAUNCHED herself at the tag champions. In a way that would certainly knock them down to the mat, unless the Cats (namely Katherine) reacted in time to catch her! Melony would be right behind her, joining the group hug in a more gentle way, regardless of whether they'd be on their feet for it or not! "You're right Trace. Words cannot convey my thanks. When did you get so wise? Haha... MWWWWWWAAAHHH!"~ The Booty Bullet leaned in and rewarded Tracy with a big kiss on her cheek, with those juicy loving lips of hers. Now all the SWAT Cats had at least one kiss mark on their masks from the kissy pinkette! "You Cats were amazing too..."~

"Listen Trace. I felt bad, because I thought my words dishonored your admirable efforts in maintaining your belts!" Jasmine bawled, pulling Tracy in close enough to press their cheeks together. "But now, I'll stand by what I said. I just need to add to it! You're darn right we wrestled a better match than you! We definitely deserve your titles... But...you still deserve them too! Because, for your besties, you toughed out a butt-kicking that would make most wrestlers cry for mommy! Cry for mercy from Mommy Jasmine! And now that big heart of yours has got Dommy Mommy Jasmine crying, you punk!"

"So as your queen, I shall honor your victorious efforts by allowing you the freedom to...leave my Kiss My Cake Kingdom..." Jasmine said reluctantly. "IF you want. Admittedly, it would be embarrassing to lose my first KMCK citizen so soon. Haha. There are perks to being my subject. But since you're my friend, I would grant those to you regardless. The decision is yours. Though if you decide to go, you best believe I'll induct you again next time we fight. And I'll BEAT your plump pale butt, so that you can't leave again so soon!" Jasmine would accept whatever decision Tracy made and then finally stop crying. And just like that, she was right back to her usual fun-loving, cheery, sassy self!

Meanwhile, Melony would reposition herself best to address all the SWAT Cats. "I know this wasn't the...proudest victory you've ever obtained. But rest ensured. You have every right to continue to call yourselves the best tag team in the world. Because what makes you guys the best is NOT decisively winning against all your challengers. As I said before, most champions stay on top by being indifferent to their own division. Some even actively bully and oppress their challengers. But you three have the courage to elevate yourselves along with your division. You show mercy to your opponents. You train potential rivals. You go out of your way to make sure Jasmine and I snap out of our sorrows to be even GREATER threats to you next time we engage in combat. THAT is why you may rightfully call yourselves the best."

"Yep! Until Mel Mel and I seal the deal in our quest to prove otherwise!" Jasmine added. "I feel silly. There really is no need to beat ourselves up, when we're gonna beat you Cats up in a rematch!" The competitive tough tomboy would choose to give Kat one of her signature "playful" slugs in the shoulder.

PUNCH

"I trust you fine felines not to lose before then. Hehe."~

Despite the rough nature of the otherwise friendly gesture, Kat was definitely the lady here that could take the sock best. And on her other muscular arm, Ms. Hart would then feel the more gentle hand of Melony. "And you know Kat. I repaid your earlier mercy by showing it to Tracy. But I still think you deserve a special reward. I heard you have a sweet tooth. How does a free whole peach cake delivered to your front door sound? I'll bake it personally. Priority shipping, my Super Kitty."~ Melony said, her tone as sweet as the dessert she offered.

After Kat's response, Jasmine would suddenly move towards Aurora to scoop her up! She'd securely hold the lightweight in her strong arms, bridal style, similarly to how she did with Tracy during the match. "And there's one more thing! The SWAT Cats have a jumping problem right? Well guess what! From now on, if ANYONE tries to maliciously injure you, ambush you, bully you, whatever. They better PRAY the Booty Queens aren't around! You hear that 'Rora? Mommy's got you. Someone touches a single spiteful finger on that adorable afro puff of yours, and I beat them to a quivering pulp, and then butt smother them for HOURS."~ Jasmine promised in a sexy tone, affectionately rubbing her cheek against the Galaxy Cat's.

"Jazzy's VERY protective of her friends." Melony explained, before stomping her foot with her own touch of righteous indignation. "And you know what? I am too! Jazzy's right! We've got your backs!" As the Booty Queens wholesomely bonded with the SWAT Cats, it was clear the Cats had won more than just this match. Their efforts to be role-model champions had completely won over Jasmine and Melony. And in doing so, they also won two fiercely loyal friends, powerful allies, and fun rivals. Who were as big of a threat to their title reign, as they were threats to any of the numerous malefactors that constantly harassed them!